'Become dao companions?'
Zhao Lin raised an eyebrow, a strange feeling stirring within him. 'What kind of trick is the Li family playing? The assassination failed, so now they're trying a marriage alliance?'
But on second thought, that seemed impossible. 'I'm just a Martial Cultivator at the Qi Refining Third Layer with an ordinary, mid-grade Spiritual Root. My aptitude is mediocre, and I have no family to rely on. And Li Zhen is one of the Li family's top young prodigies. They have no reason to invest so heavily in trying to win me over. Besides, I even killed one of their talented young cultivators who was in Late-stage Qi Refining. The enmity between us runs deep; there's no room for reconciliation. So why does Li Zhen want to become my dao companion?'
"Is this your own idea, or your family's?"
With this in mind, Zhao Lin asked, his gaze intense.
Li Zhen lowered her gaze and said in a low voice, "It's my own idea."
